Mending

Hmm, it's been a quiet few days; household stuff. No Blips ... truly, nothing was of note.

Into the button tin to mend a shirt. It's an amalgam of mine, junk shop and my Granny's. I find the ones she marked so poignant - she and the blouse are long gone. She'd like that I'm fishing around in here to make-do-and-mend. I use them up without sentimentality.